Then he suddenly came back in, glaring: "Little Bastard, you really are here!"
Yi Lin suddenly realized.
No wonder Ling Yiyi said it was dangerous.
So you're the one who's been slamming doors open in search of someone, huh?
This really is Mo Ren Di's style, isn't it?
Yi Lin suddenly had a lot of complaints in his heart, but didn't know where to begin.
Mo Ren Di suddenly widened his eyes, staring intently at Yi Lin and Molly.
"You little scoundrel, quickly get my dear granddaughter's leg off your face!"
"???"
"Ah!"
Only then did Molly realize that because her grandfather had barged in without any warning, her foot had been on Yi Lin's face all this time, a terrible position that left the old man uncertain of what to think.
Yi Lin was expressionless.
What kind of logic is that?
Get your granddaughter's leg off my face?
It sounds like there's no flaw in the logic at first glance?
